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Stopping their approach they through the dismembered limb at the rated man’s feet.
“JESUS!” Solar jumped to his feet “ WHAT THE FU” he screams as he turns to find Bloodmoon standing with a slight amused expression “WHAT” angrily screamed. He took a deep breath and tried again. “What do you want?! What do you want?” Solar asked still trying to collect back to his usual calm demeanor.
“We will resting here tonight, the meal is an offering of peace. Take it or fight.” He stated matter-of-factly. Clearly knowing what Solars decision on the matter will be as they aren’t even facing as they search for a suitable resting place in the cramped lab.
“W-what? What? Why!?” Solar sputtered but is then momentarily distracted when he glances down to see what was thrown at him.
The ripped off leg is the first thing he takes note of. Next is the fact he and the floor are splattered in clotting blood that must of launched out on impact and then was followed by slightly goopy runny blood that hadn’t congealed and clotted yet, that stained his only pair of shoes and pants. Nausea and bile that he has to pushed down and swallow as fast as possible since showing weakness, fear, or any reaction in general in front of the sadistic twins is probably not a good idea. Lest they decide it would be fun to see what his reaction to more or his own gore would be.
“We were clear on what it will be.” The calmer twin said
“Unless, you wish to fight me?” The Violent one finished
“Okay, and Why?” Solar huffed
“Because we wish to rest without the poke man putting our limits to the test” they rolled their eyes as they finally settled to a spot up on a cabinet.
“Poking, prodding!” one murmured to the other “questioning, touching, and shocking!” The other grumbled back in agreement as they started grumpily kneading their resting spot as if that will do anything to the hard surface.
“FINE. Fine. Whatever. I don’t care, just don’t. Touch. Anything. Alright?” Solar exclaimed and stuttered his Sun mannerisms coming out due to stress.
He only got a grumbled agreement in response as the twins settled down curled in a ball arms covering their upper chest and head. Their legs covering and blocking their chest. Facing him and eyes tracking him with their usual death glare.
They can’t wait for this interaction to be over. They are exhausted and haven’t slept in days. It not like they sleep when their in the day care Ruin is far to dangerous and untrustworthy. At most they charge there and charging already puts them at risk having some attached the such a delicate part of their machinery severely limits their movements and speed practically acting like a leash until unhooked from their experience so far. Therefore powering off during charging is completely out of the question. Being unconscious and that vulnerable with no ease way out is just a guaranteeing their suffering. They have only gotten sleep when they make their haunts quick enough to have time or their been times where they just find a spot and sleep when Ruin allows them to leave because their to disoriented to haunt properly which leaves them waking up and being starving and miserable till their allowed out to haunt again.
They would kill Ruin if they could. They were promised freedom and here they are in worst treatment then they were with Eclipse! At least with Eclipse they were able to rest without fear of being tortured awake! Atlas here they are, waiting, waiting for whatever Solar has planned. They do not know what it is but their certain it will end with the ruined man’s demise and probably their own if they didn’t know better and just played into their hand. Knowing the celestial family their protection and love for each other knows no bounds and Ruin - and them but they need not worry they can escape this wrath easy with Ruin being the sacrificial pound of meat - having Killed the Twins, the core of it, the first members of it he will know no peace and no escape from their revenge.
Who knows maybe their temporarily alliance will buy them some time before the family goes after them?